I used to write monthly recaps. And then I stopped. Maybe because I thought nobody was interested or maybe because life happened and sometimes not much to write home about at all happened. I don’t even know. But I am craving a dear diary moment so with that I...

I am doing a dive master. Well, I was informed that technically this is a wrong way of putting it unless you are are in fact, sleeping with someone who is a dive master which I am not. Semantics aside though, I am doing the training to becoming a dive master. I am...

Today I want to gossip a bit, if I may. Just a little rant with a question to it, which I hope you, dear reader, can answer. So here is goes…. On my recent India trip and in general I have noticed an increase of travel bloggers pretending to be fashion models...

India. I have dreamed of India for a long time. Actually, since I was a little girl watching movies of princesses and tigers. I would wrap tinkling anklets around my feet, paint a bindi on my forehead and put on silky harem pants to replay the scenes. My favorite...

I am sitting at Cape Town airport. Once again, I am writing a post as it is tradition. I never seem to leave Cape Town indifferent, I always seem to have something to say when I sit here, depending on the hour G&T or coffee in hand. Same procedure as every year....

I love flying. Sometimes I am envious of people who get to fly even more than I do. And I don’t mean the business travelers who go from Munich to Hamburg twice a week and return that same night. If you can’t even watch a whole movie it doesn’t count!...